Courtyard House: The Frog Boy Brings Back a Genetic Potion at the Start

But I think Auntie Yi is almost at her limit; sooner or later she'll tell them to kick her out.

"They're really shameless, stubbornly staying in the yard without even caring about looking bad."

Before, she had that silly Zhu to protect her, but now his heart isn't with her anymore. Doesn't she have the sense to leave on her own?

Aunt Er got angrier and angrier as she talked, and the mere mention of Qin Huairu made her feel annoyed.

Liu Haizhong sighed: "If you ask me, it's all He Yushui's fault for being so foolish as to get involved with her."

Otherwise, how could Qin Huairu have the nerve to stay?

"That's right, we have to get rid of her—she should go back to where she came from! She's already divorced Jia Dongxu, what's the point of her still clinging to this place?"

After the matter was settled, Liu Haizhong, the shrewd old fox, was unwilling to take the lead himself.

He secretly had Aunt Er spread the word, and before long, discontent with Qin Huairu grew like weeds in the courtyard.

Finally, the group of middle-aged women gathered together and went straight to Qin Huairu.

"Qin Huairu, now that you're divorced from Jia Dongxu, you're no longer considered a member of this household."

What's the point of lingering here? Go back where you belong.

An older woman got straight to the point, speaking without holding back.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Huairu's face turned pale.

Although she had anticipated this day might come, when it actually arrived, her heart still felt as if it had been struck heavily by a blunt object, leaving her feeling suffocated and anxious.

"How...how could you..."

Her lips moved, her gaze sweeping over familiar yet unfamiliar faces, the last half of her sentence stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered or swallowed.

"What about us? Qin Huairu, look at your own situation. You can't live off this old lady forever, can you? She has to make a living too. Aren't you causing her enough trouble by continuing like this?"

Someone immediately brought up Aunt Yi, who spoke with great conviction.

The elderly woman standing to the side felt somewhat pleased upon hearing this.

These days, Qin Huairu's dependence on her has been unbearable for her, and she would be more than happy to end it.

But then she thought, these people are obviously using her as a cover. If Qin Huairu harbors resentment in the future, she'll probably hold it all against her.

The initial kindness of taking them in turned into a thankless and messy affair.

She could only swallow this bitter pill for now.

Aunt Yi knew very well that if she said even a single good word for Qin Huairu at this moment, the other party would definitely take advantage of the situation, and it would be difficult to clear her name later.

Qin Huairu's tearful eyes suddenly turned to Aunt Yi, her gaze filled with pleading and pleas.

The older woman gave an unnatural twitch of her lips and quickly turned her face away—at this moment, she couldn't be soft-hearted.

"Stop staring at that old lady!"

Another older woman shrieked, "I think you're just taking advantage of her soft heart and easygoing nature, that's why you're refusing to move."

"Does being a good person mean you deserve to be pestered by me? Sha Zhu's words to you earlier, though crude, were not without merit—what's the difference between what you're doing and 'vampire'? Have you no shame at all?"

A torrent of accusations came crashing down on her, and some even rolled up their sleeves, threatening to physically kick her out.

Qin Huairu's face was ashen, her eyes vacantly sweeping over the crowd. Suddenly, her knees buckled, and she collapsed with a "thud."

He knelt down on the ground.

This sudden kneeling stunned everyone for a moment.

"Kneeling won't help! Qin Huairu, don't try that self-inflicted injury ploy; it won't fool anyone!"

Someone was the first to recover, and said sternly, "Look at the state the courtyard has been in these past few days! If kneeling is all it takes to get rid of this, what's the point of justice and the law!"

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth as she listened to the insults.

She had her own plans.

Tears rolled down her cheeks without warning. She lifted her face, her voice choked with emotion:

"Aunties and grandmothers, it's not that I, Qin Huairu, am shamelessly insisting on staying in this courtyard... I'm just desperate."

Seeing her crying so pitifully, someone frowned but remained unmoved: "No one is forcing you to stay. You have your own feet; you can leave whenever you want."

"But I... my child is still here."

Qin Huairu finally uttered the words that had been lingering in her heart for so long, as if she had used up all her strength, "Bang Geng and the others are still young, they can't be without their mother... Please, let me stay, I'm willing to do anything."

She knew exactly how to seize a chance.

Having finally escaped from the countryside, even after years of working like a slave in the Jia family, I have long regarded myself as a "city dweller," and feel only alienation and subtle contempt for the land where I was born and raised.

There is absolutely no way she can go back now.

Asking her to return to the countryside at this point would be tantamount to driving her to despair.

Moreover, on that old land, her reputation was probably already completely ruined.

How could Qin Huairu dare to turn back?

Upon hearing her words, everyone frowned.

Previously, they were only focused on driving her away and hadn't really thought about what to do with the young children.

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat, as if she saw a glimmer of hope—since they were hesitating, it meant that she still had a chance to stay.

Her tears flowed even more fiercely, and her voice was filled with sorrow:

"I know I've made many mistakes in the past, and I accept that you are unwilling to forgive me... But the children are always innocent."

They are still so young, how can they be without their mother by their side?

"Are you really going to be so cruel as to tear us apart?"

Upon hearing this, many people frowned even more deeply.

If it really ends up being a "separated mother and child"

If their reputation spreads, I'm afraid the neighbors will all gossip about them.

Such behavior is truly inhumane.

"But you don't even have a place to stay right now, you can't just keep staying at Aunt Yi's house, can you?"

Aunt San spoke first, "Aunt Yi also has to live her life with Uncle Yi. It's not reasonable for you to keep bothering her."

Aunt Er chimed in, "That makes sense."

"You're not their biological daughter, why should you eat and stay here for free?"

Qin Huairu was willing to go all out to stay.

She gritted her teeth and said in a trembling voice, "I...I'm willing to remarry Jia Dongxu for the sake of the child."

In an instant, the entire room erupted in uproar.

All eyes turned to her, as if they had encountered some terrifying ghost.

No one expected that Qin Huairu would say such a thing.

She divorced Jia Dongxu to marry Sha Zhu; now she wants to remarry him?

To everyone else, this was an utterly absurd farce.

"I know this is difficult... but it's all for the children."

Qin Huairu wiped away her tears and looked at the three women. "Please, kind ladies, do me a favor and go to the Jia family to mediate."

Even if we can't remarry, it would be good for me to go back to the Jia family to help out... at least I can take care of the children and share some of the chores with his family.

Although these words sound awkward, upon closer examination they are not entirely without merit.

Moreover, if Qin Huairu could really return to the Jia family, she might even cause some trouble between Sha Zhu and Jia Zhangshi.

Ultimately, the child is innocent—a point that the women secretly agreed with.

In the end, the three of them nodded.

Aunt Yi, in particular, agreed most readily—she really didn't want Qin Huairu to stay in her own house any longer.

The group then arrived at the Jia family's gate.

But ever since those unpleasant things happened, no one can help but feel apprehensive standing outside this door.

After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Jia Zhangshi opened the door, looking impatient.

Seeing the large crowd at the entrance, she was first taken aback, then her face suddenly contorted with rage.

In her opinion, so many people coming to her door must be there to persuade her to divorce Sha Zhu.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhangshi, already annoyed, started cursing before the other party could even speak:

"Get out! Who gave you permission to come to my house? Get the hell out of here! You've already got Sha Zhu in jail, what more do you want? Are you going to come and cause trouble for us too?"

After these words were spoken, everyone looked at each other, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Sha Zhu got detained; can he blame anyone else? It was clearly his own fault.

If we are to assign blame, it is ultimately Sha Zhu's own doing that caused this.

If he hadn't assaulted the deaf old woman, breaking her leg, and hadn't beaten He Daqing and Yi Zhonghai, how could he have ended up being taken away by the police? Not to mention that when the police came to his door, he dared to openly resist, which undoubtedly compounded his crimes.

Of course, everyone knew what kind of person Jia Zhangshi was.

Arguing with her is a complete waste of energy—this old woman is stubborn and unreasonable, and nothing you say will change her mind.

"Shazhu and I are in love, what's it to you? Why are you trying to break us up?"

Seeing that no one responded, Jia Zhangshi became even more unruly, shouting and yelling incessantly.

"What did we do wrong? It's all because you're jealous and can't stand seeing others do well! God, open your eyes and look at this! These heartless people only bully honest people!"

The group of women were surprised when Jia Zhangshi started acting like a rogue right in front of them.

She collapsed to the ground, pounding the floor and wailing. The sight left everyone present speechless, exchanging bewildered glances.

Especially when it comes to "honest people"

When she uttered the word "three," a look of absurdity appeared on the faces of the group of women.

In their view, Jia Zhangshi's behavior was utterly shameless.

If even she is considered an "honest person," then wouldn't all the neighbors be saints?

Not to mention others, even Jia Dongxu glanced at his mother with disgust at this moment.

He cursed inwardly: "Shameless old hag, still hanging around with Sha Zhu at his age, acting like a little girl, bringing shame to the Jia family! And now he still has the nerve to cry and make a scene here? Why doesn't he just find a river and drown himself!"

Jia Dongxu huddled in the shadows of the corner, his eyes like poisoned knives, coldly stabbing at Jia Zhangshi.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Yi and the others felt it was bad luck.

If it weren't for the matter of driving Qin Huairu away, they wouldn't have wanted to step into the Jia family's doorstep at all.

"Jia Zhangshi, you've made enough trouble! We're not here for Sha Zhu."

Aunt Er finally couldn't hold back and interrupted loudly.

After all, it was Qin Huairu who was the one who pushed for Qin Huairu to leave.

Madam Jia stopped crying, raised her tearful eyes, and glared at them: "If not for Sha Zhu? Then what else could it be? What else could you possibly want from me besides this?"

"This is Qin Huairu."

Aunt Er bluntly stated, "She is, after all, the mother of Bang Geng's several children."

No matter how much the adults quarrel, the children are always innocent.

We've tried to persuade her, and she's admitted her mistake and promised to take good care of Dongxu from now on and not have any other thoughts—for the sake of the child, please let her come back.”

Before she could finish speaking, Jia Zhangshi suddenly sprang up from the ground, her finger almost poking the Second Aunt's nose, and unleashed a torrent of foul language, each word extremely harsh, degrading the other woman to nothing.

Aunt Er's face turned ashen, and her lips twitched slightly—she had never been insulted like this in her life.

"You...you..."

She was short of breath and had chest tightness, and her speech was incoherent.

"Jia Zhangshi, it's wrong of you to curse people."

We were truly thinking of your Jia family's best interests, how could you...?

Aunt San couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but chime in to help.

But Jia Zhangshi suddenly turned her head and glared at her with a fierce look, cutting off any further words she was about to say.

The resentment in those eyes was almost tangible, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

When Jia Zhangshi's fierce gaze swept over, Aunt San's words caught in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word. She was so frightened that she kept backing away, afraid that the old woman would go crazy and pounce on her to tear her apart.

"What's wrong with me? What can't I do? Let me tell you, this is my attitude! That woman might as well dream on ever setting foot in the Jia family again!"

"What does she think the Jia family is? Coming and going as she pleases! When she divorced Dongxu, why didn't she think about her own flesh and blood? Now she thinks about it? Too late!"

Jia Zhangshi was like an enraged tigress, yelling and cursing incessantly.

Her agitation at this moment stemmed partly from her pent-up resentment towards Qin Huairu's resolute departure—if she were allowed to return so easily, where would the Jia family's reputation be? Who knew how the neighbors would ridicule them behind their backs.

But the deeper reason was Jia Zhangshi's hidden fear that couldn't be brought to light.

Qin Huairu had feelings for Sha Zhu; this was obvious to everyone in the courtyard.

If she were to be allowed to return to the Jia family now, wouldn't that give her even more opportunities to get closer to Sha Zhu? Although Madam Jia was confident that Sha Zhu had feelings for her at the moment, she herself was unsure how long those feelings would last.

In terms of age and appearance, how was Qin Huairu not better than her? This thought was like a thorn stuck in Jia Zhangshi's heart, making her restless day and night.